Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Armenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Toni Rubio to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Motorama,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Freddie Wadling,
Minnie Riperton,
Bluetip,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Whodini,
Hoover,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jandek,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gories,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
CMW,
Sandy B,
Bobby Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
The Stooges,
Lucky Dragons,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lungfish,
Khruangbin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
10cc,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smiths,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dead C,
The New Christs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joe Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Infiniti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick May,
Lakeside,
Clear Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Cale,
The Zeros,
a-ha,
The Angels of Light,
Todd Terry,
Black Pus,
Procol Harum,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
A Certain Ratio,
Boz Scaggs,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Misunderstood,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.